As the morning sun rose in the sky, the human toilet couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The women who frequented his establishment had grown accustomed to his service, but they were now getting spoiled with new choices. He knew he had to up his game if he wanted to keep them coming back.
His owner had informed him about the new human toilets that had opened up in the area. They were all eager to please, their words dripping with fake enthusiasm. However, the women seemed to already be growing tired of them. They longed for the familiarity of this toilet's mouth and the feeling of control it brought them.
The first woman arrived early that day, her heels clicking on the tile floor as she made her way into the room. She greeted him with her usual sultry smile before straddling him and lowering her perfectly sculpted ass onto his face. He could already smell her potent mix of arousal and fear, and it made his mouth water.
As she began to piss into his mouth, he tried to focus on the warm, salty liquid rushing over his tongue. But he couldn't help but notice the look of exhaustion in her eyes. He knew it was only a matter of time before the women started looking elsewhere for their kinks.
Suddenly, there came a loud knocking at the door. Before he could react, it was flung open, revealing two men in suits struggling against a group of women. The men's eyes widened in horror as they realized what was about to happen to them.
The women walked over to the terrified men, their high heels clicking on the floor. They pushed the men to their knees before them, forcing them into position. One of the women turned to the human toilet, her smile now an unsettling grin.
"We've got a little surprise for you today," she purred, her voice heavy with menace.
Before he could question what she meant, a whimper echoed through the room. Looking over, he saw that the women had stripped the businessmen down to their underwear. They were to serve as their toilet paper, their mouths and asses at the women's disposal.
The first woman finished urinating and stood up, wiping her legs clean with a satisfied smile. She turned her gaze towards the businessmen, nodding slowly. The men threw themselves at her, their faces contorting in disgust as they were forced to clean her with their tongues.
As each of them took their turn using the human toilet, the atmosphere in the room became increasingly tense. The businessmen knew that this was only the beginning of their ordeal, and they couldn't help but tremble in fear. Meanwhile, the women continued to find pleasure in their power games, their eyes glinting with desire and sadism.
The human toilet tried not to think about the fate that awaited him, focusing instead on the task at hand. As he cleaned each woman's ass with his tongue, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread building up inside him. But he also knew that this was his purpose, his reason for being here. He was their toilet, their plaything, and they would do with him as they pleased.
